Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1887-10-28

"Oh, fathcr!' The girls cheeks are
redder than tho brilliant wing in her
becoming chapcan.
Don't %, father me! / tell you
I'll not submit to be ordered about by
Il child of mine! l am going to visit
this young gentleman, here, for little
while-do you go to your lawn-tennis;
or your row on the water, or" but
with great sob the girl turns her
crimson cheeks and tear-wet eyes from
Rob's wandering, plying gaze, and.
shutting the door of her room between
herself and the two men, falls to weep
ing rs if her heart would break.
Little IDIOT! But there-lct her cry
it won't hurt hertz
"What does this mean, sir?" stcrnly
demands Rob, his sympathy going out
to the owner of the voice that now
and again comes wailing through
the very wooden panels of the door
across the way. Have you no pity,
sirP Are you mad?'
$50 you've got that fool notion into
your head, too, have you? |, madP
No, sir; I'm as sane as you are-and
my daughter knows it, sir, and she
wouldn't let me be taken to the asylum
as the dolt of II doctor proposed doing!"
Rob sees it all now; his strange
guest is dcranged and she has told her
father these falschoods simply to humor
him; but how to let her know he un-
derstands it ALP
II beg your pardon. sir, but do you
dine at the table de'hote? should pre-
fer it, myself; but my limbs are failing
me, so | am obliged to have dinner
served in my own apartments. Come
over and dine with me-there, don t
say no, sir. for I'll take no refusal!
BY the way, my name is La Rose
Samuel La Rose, Of Fifth avenue
heyP"
"And / am Robert Somers, of the
firm of Kctchum & Kcephnm-
"What, my old friend Candy Ketch-
UNI? Bless my soul and body, man.,
but that's coincidence! Know his
nephew. young Winters? Hey' /
thought you would don't mind tell
ing you. sir. that my daughters en-
gagged to HMM fact. they are to be
married on his return from the White
Mountains. Oh, he's clever young
rascal, and knows how to feather his
nest A wealthy bride"
"Father!" A stern, young voice,
husky from recent sobbing, breaks in
upon the poor, old imbecilo's garrulity.
Father, / wish to speak to you; will
you not come Immediately"
II will come when it pleascs me,
Donna LII Rose. Have things come to
such pass that / must be hidden here
and chidden there by child of mineP
will come when | choose; and, since
have invited this young gentleman to
dine with us. see that you look over the
bill of fare carefully"
So this is his friends sweetheart
this is the proud, sweet Donna La Rose
he had SO often described to him in
their hours of confidential chat, when,
in the Office of Ketchum & Keepham,
Winters and Somers had whiled away
so many pleasant "noonings" with
their aftcr-dinner cigars. This was
Donna La Rose!
Il beg pardon, sir; but must ask
to be-
~ beg you will accept my fathers
invitation-i beg you wiL-it will dc
him good;" and, coming close to where
he stands upon his own threshold, she
lifts IL pitcous, pretty face up to Rob
whispering: do not cross him, be
seech you; oh, do not'
I "Ycs, Miss In Rose," and Rob takes
! his cue SO readily that he is rewarded
by II small. serious smile from the cir
beside him. "Your father has don,
me the honor to invite me TO dine will
1 him; but ut what hour. madamoiseilec'
"Now. man, now; I'm a.
ravenous as a wolf, and it's nigh upor
noon. Donna, isn't itP Fash onabl,
folks call it 'lunclsaon'-but it's dlnne
-d'you hear me--heyP It's dinner
dim =, DIsNERP
"Why, of course it is, father! Come
then-or no-if Mr.-Mr. -"
"Snmers." suggested Rob, beginning
TO enjoy the situation, and utterl,
oblivious of the fact that he has COM
home TO procure some valuable Law
papers for the respected firm o